There’s no doubting I love this man

This evening, my boyfriend and his 3 buddies decided we should go eat Mexican. They’re all discussing who’s going to drive because they want to drink, so since I don’t really order drinks from restaurants, I offered to be DD. 4 beer towers and a bunch of karaoke songs later, I’m finally able to get them to come on. We got back home and everyone seemed fine- drunk, but fine. When my man shut the bathroom door, I knew he was feeling sick. I heard him puking and spitting. I felt horrible, but I knew he wouldn’t want to be bothered so I let him finish. About 5 minutes of silence passes by, so I gently knock on the door and open it. My poor baby is sitting in the floor leaned over the toilet. He kept telling me to go lay down and he would be there in a minute, but I refused to leave him. I sat in the bathroom floor with him for about 20 minutes, and took his boots off. He asked me to run him a shower, so I got it started. I walked him to the bathroom, helped him undress, and get in the shower where he just laid in the bath while it ran over him. He stayed in there for about 2 hours while I continued to check on him. Finally I heard the shower turn off, so I waited a few min to see if he was getting out but he never did. I went in there once again and he was curled up in the bathtub, snoring, laying underneath a wet towels shivering like crazy . By this point i was almost in tears. I sat by the tub just running my fingers through his hair, and telling him to come to bed with me. I did this for about 15 minutes before he actually got up and came to bed. As soon as he got in bed, he was out. It’s almost 3 AM, and I’m exhausted. But I’ve chosen to love him through the good and the bad. I’ll always take care of him, and I’ll always wait up on him when he’s feeling bad, until he’s ready to come to bed with me 🥺♥️